RE: WHAT’S UP GIRL | |
Type | |
Subject | Riverport University Operation |
Author | Charlie Wincott, Fiona Miller |
Date | October 8th, 2016 |
Time | 10:12AM - 11:55AM |
Act | Act 3: The Wine and Cheese Crowd |
Part | Act 3, Part 1: Research Facility |
Location | Monarch Research Facility |
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RE: WHAT’S UP GIRL is a email Narrative Object found in the Act 3, Part 1 of Quantum Break. The email details Charlie Wincott and Fiona Miller's discussion regarding the University Operation at Riverport University.
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TO: FIONA MILLER
FROM: CHARLIE WINCOTT
DATE: OCT 8, 2016 – 11:55am
SUBJECT: RE: WHAT'S UP GIRL?
Well, as far as the university thing goes, ehhh, I can’t really talk about that. I mean, yeah, obviously I know, I’m like the first person they talk to about something like that, but it’s classified. I sure as hell wouldn’t put that down in an e-mail, so maybe you should just come down and talk to me. You know, if I was free to talk about it, which I’m obviously not.
Bring food.
(Seriously, I can’t talk about it, I don’t even wanna know how you know about it. But you should still bring me food. Not sausages, don’t make this weird.)
Charlie
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TO: CHARLIE WINCOTT
FROM: FIONA MILLER
DATE: OCT 8, 2016 – 11:01am
SUBJECT: RE: WHAT’S UP GIRL
Jesus, Charlie, I can tell that you’re a man of great sophistication. Did you major in smooth talk, or…?
Actually, hey, speaking of education, I heard rumors about that op coming up at the university. I know you know, ‘cause you always know about that sort of stuff. It sounds pretty serious. What the hell’s all that about?
Fiona
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TO: FIONA MILLER
FROM: CHARLIE WINCOTT
DATE: OCT 8, 2016 – 10:12am
SUBJECT: WHAT’S UP GIRL
So I had a dream about you last night. It wasn’t anything bad, don’t worry, but it was pretty fucking weird. Let’s just say that if you have a second mouth hidden under your arm that keeps on insisting that the international stock market’s being controlled by the Pittsburgh Steelers, this would be a real good time to tell me. I mean, I don’t usually have premonitions or anything, I don’t believe in that crap, but just the same, I’d hate for that one to turn out to be true.
Oh, and also that mouth eats nothing but sausages, real chompy chomp style. So, you know, there’s probably nothing Freudian happening there.
Just wanted you to know.
What’re you up to?
Charlie